The strongest soldier

The battle came to an end with the attack of fighter jets. Seeing that the situation was not going well, the surviving enemies fled one after another. When Luo Zheng led his brothers to charge forward, he only saw countless enemies fleeing in all directions. They were riding horses very fast, and everyone was on foot. There was no way to pursue them, so they had to give up and quickly rush forward to join the large army.

Soon, Luo Zheng arrived at the scene of the explosion and saw a huge crater on the ground. There were body parts and broken flesh all around. Many corpses were burned, including those of humans and horses. The weapons scattered on the ground were also deformed. The surrounding area of ​​the explosion The corpses were so densely packed that it was difficult to estimate, and they looked extremely terrifying, as if they were in a hell on earth.

Luo Zheng was worried about everyone's safety and was not in the mood to observe the results of the fighter jet attack. He rushed forward with a cold face. Everyone followed Luo Zheng and soon arrived at the camp. Outside the camp, they saw camels killed by random gunshots everywhere. War horses, scattered supplies, and enemy corpses were everywhere, a mess, the sand was stained red, and the pungent smell of blood floated in the night sky, unable to be blown away by the wind.

"Xue'er——" Luo Zheng rushed forward with a cold face, shouting as the tigers and tigers flew under his feet. When the people in the camp saw that it was Luo Zheng and others, they quickly stopped everyone from shooting indiscriminately.

"I'm here." Seeing that Luo Zheng had returned safely, Lan Xue's worries disappeared. When she heard Luo Zheng's concerned cry, her heart felt sweet, and she quickly stood up and agreed.

Seeing that Lan Xue was fine, Luo Zheng was completely relieved. He rushed into the camp and saw many people shot. Some people were helping to bandage them. The ground was a mess, with scattered supplies and weapons, as well as corpses. , more women, children and the elderly were lying on the ground and did not dare to move. Luo Zheng shouted in a deep voice: "Guishou, Snow Leopard, are you okay? How are the casualties, brothers?"

"It's okay, brothers, there are not many casualties, but the Forgotten Tribe militants fought fiercely. They fought hard to protect their families." Guishou's voice sounded in the headset.

Luo Zheng quickly looked around and found that the ghost hand was bandaging the wound of one of his brothers. At this time, Snow Leopard's voice also sounded in the headset: "The new leader of the Forgotten Tribe was shot to death. This guy is desperate enough, no matter what What is his character like? He was a man when we fought just now. It seems that they need a new leader."

"What?" Luo Zheng was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party had been shot to death. The appearance of a middle-aged man immediately appeared in his mind. He quickly searched and saw that the middle-aged man was bandaging the wound of a child. He quickly walked up and said, He took out the first aid kit and handed it to the middle-aged man, and said in a deep voice: "It is inevitable that people will die in war. I am sorry. Now the Forgotten Tribe needs a new leader."

"Yes, I know." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, skillfully opening the first aid kit and bandaging the child.

Luo Zheng stood up and looked around, and asked in a deep voice: "Xue'er, are the Holy Son and Tianshi okay?"

"The Heavenly Stone is on my body, and the Holy Son has someone watching over it. It's okay. I just looked at it." Lan Xue quickly agreed.

"That's good." Luo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and warned in a deep voice: "Brothers, take out your first aid kits and bandage the people of the Forgotten Tribe. We are soldiers and can hunt down all enemies mercilessly for the country, but we are also People cannot just watch them remain indifferent."

"Yes." Everyone responded solemnly and took out first aid kits one after another.

Mountain Eagle and others rushed in and took out first-aid kits to bandage the injured people of the Forgotten Tribe. Regardless of whether they were armed men or women and children, although they had been beaten to death, they were now partners and not enemies. Out of morality, everyone must To do something, Jackson also brought people up. Seeing this scene, he was a little moved and signaled his men to take out the first aid kit.

First aid kits are the third life of soldiers, second only to weapons in importance, but now everyone has taken them out without hesitation. With these first aid kits, the wounded in the Forgotten Tribe can survive a lot. This righteous deed has won everyone's gratitude and Friendship, after the middle-aged man exploded, the child stood up. Seeing this scene, he gratefully said to Luo Zheng: "Thank you very much for everything you have done."

"You're welcome. We have a cooperative relationship now, and we are considered our own people. When we were enemies, I would hunt you down mercilessly, but now that we are our own people, I will not just watch and ignore you." Luo Zheng said in a low voice. .

"In any case, on behalf of myself and the Forgotten Tribe, I solemnly thank you. The past hatred has been wiped out. As for the head of the tribe, I will discuss it with them. If they want me to continue to serve, I will stay and will no longer seek refuge in your country. , this may be my mission." The middle-aged man said solemnly, with a firm tone.

"Okay, I support your choice, and if necessary, I will provide you with political asylum." Luo Zheng also said solemnly, Luo Zheng will give enough respect to those who dare to take the responsibility.

"Thank you." The middle-aged man looked around, his face became increasingly serious, and he whispered: "It's all sin. After this battle, I believe everyone's faith in the Dark Church will decrease. Although I am afraid of death, I also know that What should be done and what should not be done, this life should be left on the grassland, left to the Forgotten Tribe, I won’t bother you anymore, if possible, I would like to ask you to do two things.”

"Say it." Luo Zheng said in a deep voice.

"First, we need supplies to survive. I don't trust Sam Country. I hope you can provide us with a batch of supplies. Of course, we will repay them in installments. We can use whatever we have; second, I hope you can If you can pull the strings, you were the one who called those grassland coalition forces last time, right?" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

Luo Zheng looked at the middle-aged man calmly and did not answer. How could he admit such a thing? But he did not deny it. The middle-aged man knew the answer at a glance and said with a wry smile: "I don't mean to blame you. They are all sins. You kill me, I will kill you. In the end, ordinary people will suffer. I have seen through it." , we will be free from the Dark Church, but we need a place to live, and I hope you can mediate and let the grassland people accept us, so there will be no more conflicts."

"No problem. I can't answer your first request now, but I can promise to do my best. I am a soldier with limited rights and cannot make the decision. You know this. As for the second request, I can agree to your request and go to Pakistan. Lu's tribe, Balu is the one negotiating with you. All the weapons and equipment left by the enemy here belong to you. I will negotiate with him after arriving at Balu's tribe." Luo Zheng solemnly promised.

"Thank you very much. I, Omi, will always remember this friendship, and the Forgotten Tribe will also always remember it." The middle-aged man said solemnly, with sincere gratitude on his face.

"Okay, go negotiate with your tribe and set off after dawn." Luo Zheng said in a deep voice, and secretly remembered the middle-aged man's real name, Omi, a very special name. I hope that forgetting the tribe will be better in the future. Come on, it's all the fault of the Dark Church and Cobra terrorists.

Everyone’s monthly tickets are not enough, hey!